There was a seductive rhythm to it, a beat which seemed to seep inside you. Seemingly against her will, the Queen found her right leg bouncing up and ...own in time with the notes. A strange sound was heard. It was her, voice unconsciously mimicking the melody. Part of her wanted to stop. It was embarrassing. Another part..."Catty."She looked up. Far had stood, the other three of her soldiers, companions, friends, still seated near her. And he had used her name. Not "your Highness", but..."Should. His rage over my betrothal and marriage to Maccus overwhelmed him. It poisoned his mind and soul which, I fear, was already troubled with envy and obsession.” “Has the curse been broken then? May we now return home?” “We are working on breaking it now. It has begun, but we have much work yet to be done before it’s over. And when we are victorious, then we may finally return to our beautiful home.” Isla turned to Maccus then and knelt before him bowing her head in reverence. “My Lord King,. For one thing, I am not 'working' this street, but, if I were, it would be none of your business." Can't no cunt talk to me that way. I think I need to teach you a lesson in respect and manners. Come with me."He started pulling me toward an alley that I had just passed. Man, was he going to be surprised when he found that alley already occupied by Phobos! When we got to the alley, he pulled out a knife with a four-inch-long blade. "The first thing we're gonna do, Cunt, is to cut those clothes. Critics are welcomed (as usual). I know that I have been receiving many critics due to my lack of judgment regarding my first submission so I try to make this story more understandable to all readers. I hope I have improved much with this story. So, please, comment! Thank you! * PROLOGUE: THE BEGINNING Tuesday May 16, 1995 03:39 ‘Andromeda, where are you? Come out, come out my little kitten…’ He was outside her room. Immediately, she opened the closet’s doors and climbed in, pulled the doors.